Whatever

While I relieve myself on the commode I think about every trifling thing that's occurred with me, Killa, and Buddy and I realize I don't wanna surround myself with people like that anymore. No matter how much I try to convince myself they'll both always want me to be more than I'm comfortable with. As a realize this I find that a friendship based on dormant and unreciprocated lustful desires will only result in miscommunication and poor decisions. So in this conversation with myself Markel and Davee I bid thee adieu. Now to just call them.